lettherebewrite

My intention is to give a small lesson each week, after which-in the comment thread below-I will help edit a poem written by whichever brave soul out there is willing to submit one. My reason for doing

...and so we take these day trips to little towns across the south eastern part of the US. I end up writing an essay or poem about them most of the time, but regardless she takes a mess of photos. She

I am a writer with quite a lot of interests. These range from baseball statistics to War and Peace; from Flannery O'Connor to Shinran; from Pentecostalism to peanut butter & miracles & the life

So we’re ten games into the season, and I know it’s early, but there are a few teams surprisingly playing much better than expected. The Mets, Angels, Pirates, and Braves have all somehow turned the tables

Over and over the only baseball news I hear on any major platform is how incredible the Yankees are going to be this year. Here’s my bold prediction. The Yankees won’t make the playoffs. Let me explain.

I have a problem with the concept of karma. Now understand, before you read any further, that the concept of karma I disagree with largely stems from the loosely used version—the type you hear everywhere,

Yesterday morning, I woke up to the sound of birds squawking outside my window. Today it was the sound of steady rain pounding against the aluminum siding of my apartment. Spring comes early in South